It was only 8.30 and was only now, just beginning to darken. I could occasionally hear laughter – mainly Carla’s emanate from the living room dire...tly below my feet. After a few minutes of it I walked over to the window and pulled the curtains together. I went and sat on the bed again, but made no move to turn on the light. After a couple more minutes and more peels of laughter, this time from both women, I decided to go downstairs and into the kitchen via the hallway and retrieve the wine and. "Jesus, Sammy, you're built like a fucking Arabian Stallion." We were standing so close together that the swollen, bulbous head of that beautiful hunk of meat was pressing lightly against my hard, flat belly. "There's only one rule here, honey…the only rule here tonight is that there isn't any rules. The bar is wide open. Drink whatever you want but you have to fix your own drinks unless someone starts fixing them for you. Fuck whomever you want, as often as you want, whatever way you want. My body painfully collided with every stone and twig before I rolled straight into a tree trunk. I groaned as pain shot through my entire body. I was badly bruised and I was sure I had sprained my knee. “Sorry love, I didn't mean to scare you," a thick husky southern drawl rumbled out of nowhere. I turned to see where it came from and my mouth went dry once I saw the owner of the voice. He was over six feet tall, rippled muscles from head to toe, and his piercing hazel eyes had a certain. As it turned out his girlfriend kicked him out and he had no place to stay. I offered my guest room for a few days and he accepted.Now Victor is quite a bit younger than me. I go to the gym mostly for the eye candy but he is one that actually works out. He is 6 foot tall and about 180 pounds of muscle. There were times we wound up in the gym shower together and I must say that I thought his package was impressive. His large cut cock would swing back and forth hanging below a large hairy sack.